Drastic As The Smell Of a Tom Cat's Turf
Why have they not been told.
Their greed and the excessiveness of it,
Has ended.
There is no going back...
To the days of the 'haves'
Versus those who have not.
Those lifestyles of luxuries,
Upon us has stopped.
Although catastrophic to pretensions...
That change long mentioned,
Has upon us dropped.
As drastic as the smell of a Tom cat's turf,
That has been sprayed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dropped Like a Hot Potato
I had the fear in me stopped.
Dropped like a hot potato.
I got tired of being unhappy.
And strapped with available nonsense,
On my back.
I've long asked God to deliver me from that.
I had the fear in me stopped.
Dropped like a hot potato.
Without one regret of being burned.
Or which emotion I dealt with it.
I was not going to allow it to sit.
And nourish on me as if a leech!
I've long asked God to deliver me from that.
I had been whipped into doubt and confusion.
No one had to tell me I was crazed.
I was in the affirmation stage.
I had the fear in me stopped.
And dropped like a hot potato.
And today...
Nothing gets dropped.
Since the fear in me stopped.
To let go of an experience,
That may be too precious to go wasted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Drastic Change
A drastic change is what my people need,
But where lay the hope of their future stars? !
For the realistic act of a vision is much needed,
Because they have been lost for far too long!
We need a drastic change in this life so,
try to enbrace such a change to move on;
And one should aim at the future always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
Whatever is given.
And however that is meant.
Why do many get upset,
When they receive exactly...
What to them has been sent!
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
Why is it believed,
By some.
What they do that has been done,
Is okay?
And an acceptance of it,
Should be kept that way.
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
Too many people are the 'cause'.
And not the solution to prevent.
Or a pause that should be long taken,
With no attention given spent.
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
Some have established themselves as 'saints'.
While others full of themselves,
Do not have to eliminate a single thing...
To emanate fumes from them that 'stink'.
And/or past tense from them that 'stank'!
Whatever is the preference.
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
With their quick judgements to pass.
Like fresh air blocking gas.
A picture alone,
Paints a thousand words.
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
Whatever is given.
And however that is meant.
Why do many get upset,
When they receive exactly...
What to them has been sent!
As intended upon the return ot it.
Days to Dazzle In Pretensions No Longer Exist
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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New World Order
The laughing has stopped.
Realities have cleared eyes.
And jaws are dropped.
The darkened days whispered approach,
Those who have listened should not fear!
What is near.
The actions taken seemed foolish.
The choices limited.
With none to choose from.
Since no one was told the truth from the start!
Only a few knew,
Their days of greed were done to depart.
A new way comes.
A new world 'stuns'.
A new world order has begun.
And it comes and stays to unite,
Everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Magenta
Longing for winter
Longing for cold
Bikeride through the snow
Blinded by darkness
Summer flows to the cemetery slow
Pink versus black
Black versus magenta
This picture of you
Just melts in my agenda
While seasons change you know
Yes, the season change you know
With the flow
Days just shorten
Days just glow
This fire keeps us warm
While this storm will uncover
Our secret place called
The cemetary dawn
Pink versus black
Black versus magenta
This picture of you
Just melts in my agenda
While seasons change you know
Yes, season change you know
( look left )
With the flow
( look down )
( look up )
( look right )
( youre camouflaged by a wall of blue )
( and turn the world magenta ... )
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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This is a World of …
This is a world of hierarchy;
This is a world of inequality;
This is a world of curiosity;
This is a world of ignominy!
But
This is also a world of charity;
This is also a world of purity;
This is also a world of morality;
This is also a world of bravery!
This is a world of ‘haves’ and ‘have-nots’;
This is a world of rich versus the poor;
This is a world of the powerful versus the weak;
This is a world of the ‘well-to-do’ versus the ‘downtrodden’.
This is a world of joys and woes;
This is a world of friends and foes;
This is a world of sharing and greed;
This is a world of loving and hatred.
Yet,
This is a world of inter-dependency;
This is a world of wars for peace;
This is a world of thought for others;
This is a world of common good.
This is a world of aligning with Nature;
This is a world of realizing God;
This is a world of accepting God’s ways;
This is a world of futility.
Yet,
This is a world of dreams and realities;
This is a world of accomplishments and risks-taking;
This is a world of making the world a better place for all;
This is a world of loving brethren and brotherhood of nations.
This is a world of adultery;
This is a world of mastery;
This is a world of flattery;
This is a world of mystery!
So,
Let us rethink, amend our ways;
Let us toil with a purpose for the race;
Let us keep a smiling face;
Let us spend usefully, the rest of our days!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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Catastrophe
Catastrophe strikes.
Blinding us all alike.
Suffering and misery burst from the dyche.
What must we do to stop this blithe?
It hinders and harms all that's right.
We new found courage we must smite.
The catastrophic event that holds such bite.
Pushing back against the tide.
That swallows us with ghostly pride.
The strong are willing to go forth and try.
While the weak just sit and die.
We must fight this sickly crime.
Or we'll parish in due time.
Losing to this catastrophic slime.
It eats you whole in it's slowly maddening hold.
The truth about it must be told.
So pick up now where pride has layed.
We'll now defeat the catastrophic phase.
Beating back the deep malaise.
Our strong convictions will amaze.
This catastrophe that it's in it's final days.
poem by Michael McParland
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Implosion
Outdated methods to use conflicts,
As a means to uplift and feed societies has ended.
Rusting weapons have more worth as melting metal.
In these days of dying economies.
An implosion comes.
Those that once had now have not.
Pretensions have been expensive to maintain.
And the addictions of them must be dropped.
Since it has become harder for those images,
To be sustained.
An implosion comes.
An inside job performed by corruption, greed and government.
Ends.
And those stripped bare of essentials...
Will find themselves more prepared,
Than those with resumés...
Detailing their associations with wickedness.
Their abilities to manipulate are over!
Talents such as these have become obsolete.
And out of this 'bleakness' reality is discovered.
Revealing their fortune!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Xtc Vs. Adam Ant
Xtc versus adam ant
Content versus form
Fighting for their place in rock and roll
There is no right or wrong
Just when you think it's finished
With xtc on top
Ant music, like a phoenix
Flies back up the charts
Xtc versus adam ant
Only one will survive
Beatle-based pop versus new romantic
History will decide
Xtc versus adam ant
I can't tell you why
Even the singer from bow wow wow
Can't make up her mind
Xtc versus adam ant
Time is marching on
Xtc versus adam ant
There is no right or wrong
There is no right or wrong
There is
No right
Or wrong
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Affluenza
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
And it's hard,
For them...
To sacrifice their trinkets.
How will they live,
Without their bangled baubled beads?
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
Since that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
How will they live,
Without those bangled baubled beads?
The ones they use to wear around to get the people teased.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
Since that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
But many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
Since a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
And that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
But many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
Since a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
And that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
Moan on!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Doesn't Matter Who Says It Anymore
It doesn't matter who says it anymore.
Or what intent is meant when mentioned.
The straits have been beyond dire.
With no more campaigns to hire,
New marketing techniques to inspire...
another round of deceit.
Those in ruts,
Should be learning how to turn them into condos.
And that is the upside on those lifestyles,
Fed to address just their greed.
The ones who worshipped their material needs,
Have suddenly found those mindsets bleeding.
With warnings written high on surrounding walls...
DAYS OF FEASTING HAVE PASSED.
For all seeking to impress with images.
With an introduction to long lasting reality.
Not yours or mine.
But ours!
In a collective vision,
No one is going to miss!
As it dishes upon a clean slate,
Of meager plates.
With a buffet that takes all delusions away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unified Comprehension
Change?
There is going to be change.
Drastic, immediate and effective.
The kind that comes to stay.
Unseasonal.
Traumatic.
Like the kind of change,
One suffers through...
When going to school for the first time.
The kind that breaks and shakes,
Like an Earthquake.
A shocker that roars in like a tsunami.
To leave folks stunned.
With no where to run....
But endure.
Change?
There is going to be change.
Drastic, immediate and effective.
That's for sure.
With one exception!
Very few will be asked,
To debate the quality of it.
And no one will be exempted.
Total, complete and thorough...
Will be the experience.
Many will welcome it.
While others will be heard complaining,
As they sweep to keep up...
With assigned chores.
Change?
There is going to be change.
Drastic, immediate and effective.
The kind that motivates,
With an understood dictation.
'That sounds like 'socialism'?
I doubt if there will be any sounds at all!
However...
There will be a unified comprehension.
Descending from the Oval Office.
President Obama,
Intends we all become familiar...
With the concept of pride!
He plays not upon our delusions.
But we will manifest his vision.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hello Friend
Hello friend, where you been so long?
Time goes by, so easy it sleeps away
Just like a shadow at the end of the day
Hello friend, how are things for you these days?
Some guy from way-back-when, he mentioned your name
Did he ever get back to you?
Ah, you know I told him to
Sometimes I turn and I swear I hear you call
And I often wonder how we lost what we knew
Seems it gone in the wind, washed away in the rain
And the years go by and by
The bridges you burned, long sinced turned into ashes
When there were no reasons, now the river runs dry
Seems it gone in the wind, washed away in the rain
And the years go by and by
Where you been so long
song performed by by Chris Rea
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My life. Or yours.
You change for me
I change for you
Why did we change at all
You change for yourself
I change for myself
We look and see
Change wasn't ment to be
We were perfect the way we were
But now it's too late
We still change
Just like society
But not as drastic
You change
I change
We change together
For the better
poem by Jesse Lobos
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Without The Money
It is always the economy,
Affecting needs.
Always it is!
And not one's education...
Flaunted as perceived.
It is always the economy,
That breathes and feeds on greed.
And no matter if one goes to college...
It is not the Masters or Doctorate degree,
That keeps one perched...
High on a pedestal for all to see.
Without the money,
All pretensions can be dropped.
Oh without that money,
All the bragging seems to stop.
And it is without money...
No one talks about what they've got.
Or fingerpops with a bee-bop hopped.
If money is not felt...
A sobbing begins with a flow,
That can not be mopped.
It is always the economy,
That breathes and feeds on greed.
And no matter if one goes to college...
It is not the Masters or Doctorate degree,
That keeps one perched...
High on a pedestal for all to see.
It is that MONEY!
That holds a head higher than clouds.
It is that money making days sunny.
That ties that magic knot!
And if the economy doesn't feed,
A feeding of greed one receives...
A boo-hooing of tears becomes the reality.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving Options Prevents That
No bonuses.
No more pats on the back.
No bonuses.
Lobbyists fight back.
No bonuses.
And that's why they attack.
Gone will be fat pockets.
And lifestyles lived in shacks.
Thieves like these greed.
Giving options prevents that.
No bonuses.
No more pats on the back.
No bonuses.
Lobbyists fight back.
No bonuses.
And that's why they attack.
Gone will be fat pockets.
And lifestyles lived in shacks.
Thieves like these greed.
Giving options prevents that.
No bonuses.
No more pats on the back.
No bonuses.
Lobbyists fight back.
No bonuses.
And that's why they attack.
Gone will be fat pockets.
And lifestyles lived in shacks.
Thieves like these greed.
Giving options prevents that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Arguments over grammar and style are often as fierce as those over IBM versus Mac, and as fruitless as Coke versus Pepsi and boxers versus briefs.
quote by Jack Lynch
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No No No
No No No"
Well im fozen in
like a soldier
don't know where it stays all over the place
time froze
like an ocean
don't know the taste of a never ending ache
[Chorus]
No No No
Why i hurry when im home
I hurry when im home
No No No
Why i hurry when im home
I go I'll go
Its really not bad not worse than you thought
He'll never come back hes the man you dropped
he'll never come back hes the man you loved
Its not that bad not worse than you thought
he'll never come back hes the man you dropped
he'll never come back hes the man you loved
I told her
I told her
I told her No No No
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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No No No
No No No"
Well im fozen in
like a soldier
don't know where it stays all over the place
time froze
like an ocean
don't know the taste of a never ending ache
[Chorus]
No No No
Why i hurry when im home
I hurry when im home
No No No
Why i hurry when im home
I go I'll go
Its really not bad not worse than you thought
He'll never come back hes the man you dropped
he'll never come back hes the man you loved
Its not that bad not worse than you thought
he'll never come back hes the man you dropped
he'll never come back hes the man you loved
I told her
I told her
I told her No No No
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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Remembering
Remember those golden days
We used to walk hand in hand
I was your friend, your fool, your lover
I was your man
I can see you then
Smiling, looking straight at me
You caught me unawares, I blushed
Lets sit beneath this tree
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
And I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
I can recall you running to a sweet shop
You stopped
Bought me something
And you handed it to me
You were my girlfriend then
The first that I ever had
The first that I ever kissed
And the first to make me sad
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering
Your pretty dress
With the zip up the back
I used to love you like that
I used to love you like that
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering all about you
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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